readx;? At this time, Zhou Shitao, and the indifferent and arrogant Zhou Shitao in the courtyard of the old Qi family in Anmin Lane, are simply two extremes, not to mention Hong Wenkun, whether they are familiar with Zhou Shitao or not, they would not have thought that Professor Zhou, who has a strange temper and is not easy to serve in their eyes, would have such a time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, Huo Sining could see something called care and love in Zhou Shitao's eyes, and she knew that Master was not joking with her, he thought so in his heart.

Huo Sining's eyes suddenly turned red, how could she ......

The imperial capital moved very quickly, and on the night when Huo Sining and they found the clay pot of the Han Dynasty, the professors of Shiqingyunzhuang Xiangyang had already rushed to Fucheng, and they came casually, as well as the directors and deputy ministers of the Imperial Capital Cultural Relics Bureau.

Zhou Shitao didn't care about the official titles of these people, and Huo Sining didn't care either, but in the eyes of the little people who had never seen the world in the Fucheng Cultural Relics Bureau, these staff members who came down from the Imperial Capital Cultural Relics Bureau were very big people.

Hong Wenkun was almost excited, and he patted the directors and deputy ministers with all kinds of courtesy.

In normal times, these staff members would have been happy to accept the praise and slapping of the local cultural relics bureau, but this time it was different.

This time, it was Zhou Shitao who was in charge, and these so-called directors and deputy ministers had to obediently hold their tails and listen to other people's commands, at this time, Hong Wenkun slapped their sycophants at them, wasn't this a slap on the horse's legs?

Those directors and deputy ministers sat upright one by one, and they only didn't see Hong Wenkun's behavior like a clown.

Hong Wenkun only pretends to be these people from the imperial capital, but he doesn't know that these people's hearts are constantly scolding Hong Wenkun at the moment, you don't want to mix up, don't pull us into the water, don't you see Zhou Laozheng stretching his face, this surnamed Hong is so annoying, it's just a-stirring stick!

Zhou Shitao had already seen that Hong Wenkun was two hundred and five, but he was still a little tired in his heart, he had already made up his mind, and when the Han tomb was excavated this time, it was absolutely necessary to strictly prohibit the entry and exit of this surnamed Hong, and it was best to roll as far away as possible, so as not to affect his mood when he saw this person.

After the continuous investigation of Wu Jun and Ji Kun, they finally followed the map, starting from the river that was originally filled, starting to draw a line, surveying the upstream part of the river little by little, and finally determined the source of those clay pots in front of an earthwork that was built into a stone wall to protect the slope.

"The soil here is loose and has been collapsing, in the early years there was a mudslide because of the rain, and then the river dried up and the river was filled, and the slope above it was made of bricks and made a stone wall, but I remember that my grandfather told me when he was alive that this is the source of the river in the first place. ”

An old gentleman in his fifties who lived near the stone wall found that Ji Kun and Wu Jun were surveying nearby and asked about the specific situation, and the old gentleman enthusiastically began to explain to the two.

Hearing that this is the source of the river, Ji Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked curiously: "Then do you know that a large number of ceramic jars once appeared in the area of Sanfang Street downstream?"

The old gentleman shook his head: "I've been to Sanfang Street many times, but I don't know what kind of clay pot you are talking about. ”

Ji Kun took out his mobile phone and released the Han Dynasty jars of the three pickled vegetables he photographed yesterday to show the old man.

After just one glance, the old man's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "I don't know what the situation is on Sanfang Street, but if you ask about the origin of these jars, I think I can probably tell you where this place is." ”

"What?!" Ji Kun was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he looked at the old man in surprise and confusion, "Do you know where these jars floated down?"

The old man nodded: "When I was young, I used to play along the river, and a group of us children went from one end of the river embankment to the other, and once it rained heavily, and there was a landslide on a hillside near the river, and a lot of clay pots and utensils rolled down from the soil, which were exactly the same as the jars you just showed me, but this kind of thing was too rough, I took a bowl back, and my mother threw it directly." ”

Thrown ......

The corners of Ji Kun's mouth couldn't help twitching and twitching, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately his master didn't hear this, otherwise he might have to be distressed to the point of madness.

However, this news is still very pleasantly surprised, although it has not been completely proved that what the old man said is true, but there are any clues, Ji Kun is not ready to miss it.

So the two of them followed the old man down to the hillside where many clay pots and utensils were hidden.

The river in the area of Sanfang Street has long been filled, but in the upstream area, because it is out of the city and into the urban area, the river channel has been preserved.

Ji Kun followed the old man and walked forward until he came to a pedestrian street that had been planned, and the old man pointed to the slope wall behind a house and said:

"That's it, at that time, it wasn't an urban area, it was just a deserted hill, and it was a hillside less than five meters close to the river, and then the river was filled, and the hillside was sealed with cement. ”

Ji Kun looked at the location of this pedestrian street and couldn't help but be stunned.

This pedestrian street is actually behind Anmin Lane, which happens to be the boundary between Anmin Lane and Fuxing Street.

This discovery made Ji Kun feel very surprised, and then, he quickly understood what was going on, the river that was filled in was originally a moat, the entire urban area of Fucheng was very small before, and the moat was to go around the outside of the city, so there were rivers in front of and behind Anmin Lane, but in fact, the river was the same, just because the area of Anmin Lane at that time happened to be the edge of Fucheng, so the river just passed through the front street and back alley of Anmin Lane.

This discovery further confirmed Huo Sining's inference. Anmin Lane is very likely to be the real location of the tomb of the Han princess.

Thinking like this, Ji Kun couldn't help but get excited, and after thanking the old gentleman, Ji Kun couldn't wait to bring the good news back.

Zhou Shitao's side also acted very quickly, and after receiving Ji Kun's news, he organized a meeting of those people from the Cultural Relics Bureau when he left, and soon came up with a specific plan.

Early the next morning, they followed Ji Kun and arrived at the hillside that was blocked by cement.

The cement sealed on the hillside was smashed, and soon the soil inside the mountain was exposed.

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